Life rhythms change.
Well, life rhythms change back again, and I have loved frequenting our local library quite often again. When I was younger, we would walk to the library on Friday mornings. Now that I'm older and have a driver's license, I'll still swing by the local one. But a delicious new realm of freedom opened up when I could drive quite frequently to the bigger library that's not within walking distance.
It's a city library tucked away between other buildings, with a parking lot that gives you a ticket for an hour of free parking. Quite often I spill just a little bit over, but it's worth it. As you come in, you are greeted by professional employees whose whole demeanor communicates that they are ready to serve with that little bit of extra polish.
It feels like the doors open up into a magical world of dreams come true.
There are marble floors and multiple stories; there are quiet study rooms and patrons reading or working on computers, who glance at you as you pass by. Sometimes there's even a homeless person stretching out on a bench in the back of the CD section. They'll probably be asked to move along eventually, but they snatch a quiet moment where they can.
Since frequenting the library, I discovered War Horse for a dollar. Just last week I found four P.G. Wodehouse novels and The Prisoner of Zenda in the for sale shelves. I also picked up a few DVDs, because I can get back to the library soon enough to return them when they're due. This library is stocked with wonderful classic and modern films--Dickens, Sherlock Holmes, Cadfael.
I've also been ordering a lot more books. As I embark on research for Folkestone Files #2 (exciting stuff in the works, folks.) I'll be ordering all kinds of things about Germany during the war, the history of the church in WW1, the battles themselves, the history of MI-5 and MI-6, and some more secret stuff with won't be on my Goodreads right away. :) The ability to get research books for free is a comfort I am holding on to. I have an idea where I want to go with this book. I even have a rough draft to prove it. But there are still some big locks in the story that I haven't found keys for yet--things I want to accomplish that the characters haven't cooperated with.
We'll make it, though. Through the grace of prayer and the gift of a local library.
Right now, the library is feeding my future ambitions and my current balance between work and rest. And I am so grateful for it.